Throughout my life, writing has always awakened an inner creative force within me. Gradually, I have transformed my thoughts and reflections into poetry. That’s why I create this space to share this knowledge, as an invitation to moments of practice and reflection, which can also be yours!
VERA-SE, VER-A-SI, VIR-A-SER
The nature, the world, blends with me.
And at the same time – in this awareness,
here-and-now –
the I-was mixes
with the I-am-to-be,
as if consciousness untimed existence.
Poem extracted from my reflection notebook. August 25, 2021.
WALKING
Let’s walk until we reach the last stone.
And when you get there, smile!
On the way, many stones must be unveiled.
For that, may the eyes of your heart be wide open so you can find the right path.
Notice that our size doesn’t limit the walk.
Because we are reflections of the infinity in the sky
And this greatness can fit entirely inside of you.
We are part of the whole, and the whole is part of us.
Not always is the highest stone the most valuable.
Stay attentive to the light that illuminates the path,
for it may bring you new directions.
Perhaps that isn’t even the last stone.
And then, the walk continues.
But when you get there, smile!
Poem extracted from my reflection notebook. January 31, 2021.
Walking is building. It’s taking one step and then another. Walking is knowing how to wait. Walking is experiencing the surroundings, it’s knowing how to listen. Walking is holding hands, it’s sharing. It’s asking for help and helping. Walking is doing with your legs and feeling with your heart leading the way. Walking is faith. When we walk, we create a path for growth. And this path leads us to a place completely unknown and, at the same time, deeply familiar.
Poem extracted from my reflection notebook. April 12, 2023.
Laughing, crying, and singing are sisters. That’s what my singing teacher once said. I see that our growth and life transition processes carry all this mystery and beauty. I find truths and versions of myself repeatedly, and none of it is wasted, but that’s not everything. It seems that what truly fills the gap is the ongoing act of my essence, which manifests at every step I take toward my inner world, like waking from a sleep. It’s as if the water becomes clear, as if a feeling of calm takes over, and then I can see better.
Poem extracted from my reflection notebook. July 8, 2024.
Love tirelessly shows you what can only be seen with the heart. And I, thirsty and hungry, take refuge in your arms as a student of your will. Let us all take refuge in this love, and be attentive to its forms of manifestation.
Poem extracted from my reflection notebook. January 17, 2021.
A WALK OF INSPIRATION
You don’t see the whole path unless you walk. The signs appear along the way.
We are big (and small) only in our minds.
The universe is mental.
It seems impossible to climb the highest stone, but our size doesn’t limit the walk.
We doubt ourselves because we don’t know our inner greatness.
The marks on the stones are inevitable – we can associate them with challenges.
There’s only one direction: „es weiter geht.“
Are we realizing why we walk? Are we truly seeing?
Sometimes we need to stop to see things more clearly.
What are we searching for?
The destination is the journey: “How much journey is in this destination.”
„Er geht abseits der Wege.“
Each one is at their own pace, in their own search, from their own point of view.
Is there motivation to walk?
Does the body ache?
The cross. “Where is the cross?” We need to touch the cross. Let the cross touch us.
Feel the pain.
Big stones are made of small stones.
What is weighing us down? What are we carrying too much of?
What bridge do we need to cross?
What are we feeding ourselves with?
The boundaries of light and shadow reveal themselves on the path.
Going up and down. High and low. The universal relationship between Heaven and Earth.
The echo of a sound is powerful. On the high mountains, there are many layers of impact.
What are we communicating?
What is our relationship with other beings?
A small step already gives you another perspective. Now you can see what wasn’t visible before.
The new step allows you to see. It lifts you out of abysses.
Poem extracted from my reflection notebook. September 7, 2024.
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